He sits in a pool of darkness
His soul long lost, forgotten
No longer present
An empty shell he has become
Without purpose
Devoid of emotion
He kills
He slays
His body will not decay
A god he is not
But immortal he will always be
He's seen so much
Felt nothing
Hundreds of years
Lived in black
He mind screams he is cursed
He feels nothing
He is nothing
A creature not meant to be
A cursed, empty shell foreced to carry on
No purpose
A desolate creature
Trapped in agony
For eternity
For pased sins
None can recall
Lost in history
He is souless
Lost in oblivion